Spending the day in pyjamas on the sofa, trying to get through all the university work that has stacked up. -John
Thrilling life we live, really. -Sherlock
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Spending the day in pyjamas on the sofa, trying to get through all the university work that has stacked up. -John
Thrilling life we live, really. -Sherlock
Sherlock, how did your first meeting with John go, and what were your thoughts during it?
We met during Chemistry my first year of uni. He was told he had to be my partner and keep me from blowing up anything. I immediately blew up what I was working on and had to act like it was on purpose and no because I was distracted and done it on accident. It was hard to think about much other than him, have you seen him? He’s everything. Mostly I was thinking “don’t mess this up Holmes” explosion “Great job, you’ve already messed this up Holmes”.
-Sherlock
I’m having a constant battle on if I should go into the army or not. I want to. Lock doesn’t want me to. I don’t know.
-John
John Watson Blog Entry
I really feel like writing right now but I don’t really know what to say.
Quick life update? Uni still sucks, I hate it, Lock hates it. We both just want it to be over. I’m graduating this spring and I’m ready for that, Lock isn’t though as I’ve decided I’m going into the army after that and he’ll be alone. I’ve been trying to ease him into the idea but at this point I’m worrying about leaving him. He’s been having more danger nights lately and I’m afraid he’ll start back on drugs as soon as I’m gone. He’s going to have to get through this though, he needs to know how to be alone and I need to live my own life, even if he is going to be a big part of it. This is something I really want to do and I’m not going to let him talk me out of it. I just hope he’s still here in the end and doesn’t leave me in any sense of the word.
Besides this the weather has been terrible and it seems to have put a temporary stop to the criminal class. There’s been concerningly few cases and even less interesting ones. Sherlock’s taken to reading the papers and solving everything, even if there is no case to solve. It’s quite cute when he does that, even if he’ll argue that he’s never cute.
There’s really been nothing new or very interesting happening. No explosions in the chemistry lab. No strange experiments in the bio labs. No murders or missing objects. It’s been peaceful and, in the words of Lock, horrifically boring.
-John
All the little things
Mary: the tea is ready.
John: *Being stubbornly quiet*
Sherlock: *Reaches Out and takes John’s hand* I’m sorry John, thank you for helping me.
Mary: *throws teaspoon in the sink rather loudly*
Sherlock: Thank you too Mary! *to John* Just has to have her recognition too. Let’s go get our tea.
Mary: oh sorry were you two wanting tea as well? Let me just boil the kettle again so you two can get your 2 cents of recognition.
John: Mary you’re taking everything to heart.
Sherlock: Never mind Mary, come here please?
Mary: I was being sarcastic. John made the tea so obviously we all have tea.
John: *sigh*
Sherlock: Still come here please?
Mary: *sips tea* why.
John: I guess I’ll put all this mess away.
Sherlock: Never mind then. Should I be helping John?
Mary: *turns around back facing them both* do what you wish.
John: …right.
Sherlock: *sighs and slowly stands and walks over to Mary. Kisses her cheek*
Mary: *sips tea* oh. What do you require from me now.
Sherlock: A kiss? If you are willing.
Mary: kiss John, he works a higher grade than me he must be better
John: okay, I’m not sure if I should be offended or not.
Sherlock: If it was a John kiss I wanted I would’ve asked him. I’m asking you. I’m sorry for what I said before Mary. I was in pain and trying, and failing, to think clearly. You would’ve done just as good as John did if I’d let you.
Mary: you’re just saying that because you don’t want me to be upset.
John: *quietly mostly to himself because he is being ignored anyway* I’ll go find some cream…
Sherlock: Thank you John. Mary I’m not just saying this. You know I don’t say or do things just to protect people’s feelings. If I honestly thought you would’ve done worse then John I’d tell you right now and face the anger that follows. You would’ve been able to do it. I wasn’t thinking rationally.
Mary: *stubbornly drinks tea*
John: *bins the tape and loudly looks for cream*
Sherlock: Please forgive me beautiful? I’d hate to hug you right now but if you keep up I will.
Mary: *rolls eyes* you always prefer John doing things for you. Like the whole of last week it was always John you thought of first to help you with well, everything.
Sherlock: I’m sorry Mary. I guess I am more used to John helping me. I’ve never been quick to trust people or comfortable asking for help. I do trust you, with my life, and I’m comfortable around you. I’m just more used to relying on John. I’m sorry. You’re just as important to me as he is. I love you just as much as I love him.
Mary: I know…. I know that I do just… I feel like you two forget about me sometimes.
Sherlock: How could we ever forget about our beautiful girlfriend? Do you know what we talk about when you’re not around? 78.6% Is you, the rest is class or a case.
John: Mary you are like the butter that keeps the two dense bits of bread together.
Mary: how do you manage to come up with the most stupid yet endeering almost poetry at the most random times John?
John: dunno. I’m just great, as are you.
Mary: shut up *sips tea*
Sherlock: That poetry made me want toast strangely enough. Though the dense part was accurate I believe that applies to both of it. As I said earlier without you John and I would be fighting constantly and never talking anything through. Life wouldn’t be nearly as entertaining without you around.
John: I’m pretty sure she already knows that. Don’t you. *smile*
Mary: *trying to hide a smile, trying to be stubborn drinking tea* shut up.
Sherlock: I know she does but it doesn’t hurt to be told sometime does it handsome? *smiles*
John: *shakes head* thank you.
Mary: I still mad.
John: no You’re mildly discomforted by something that can easily be fixed.
Mary: oh my god.. you sound like me.
Sherlock: You’re both too dramatic for your own good. That or sarcasm will be the death of both of you.
Mary: I hate to agree with you in this moment.
John: you have to agree with anyone in any moment
Sherlock: You can argue with the facts but it is pointless.
Mary: just go sit down to get cream on.
Sherlock: *Carefully tilts Marys head up and kisses her* As you wish my princess.
Mary: sorry for over reacting a bit. I’m just… It’s has been a long day from early on.
Sherlock: It definitely has been. Why don’t we just eat and go to bed? Put an end to this horrendous day.
John: it’s not even night time
Mary: time is just a social construct.
Sherlock: I don’t care what the time is, I’m physically and emotionally exhausted. I’ve cried more today than I have in the last 5 years.
John: *eye roll* what cream should I use first
Mary: we both are increadably tired
Sherlock: One of you two decide, I don’t know or care really. As long as it takes some of the stinging away.
John: I’ll try and lay down with you both.
Mary: so happy I decided to get the queen size bed. I shall go to it now finishing my tea, you don’t need my help for the cream.
Sherlock: Of course, your tea that is more important than your…us. I see. *smirks and sits back on the sofa*
Mary: yes of course tea and big fluffy warm bed.
Sherlock: Without us? *Pouts*
Mary: yes indeed i am. You two have your hands full with cream.
Sherlock: I can put it on myself and John could go with you?
John: you can’t reach around your back not properly at least.
Mary: I am fine just tired, i have my tea though I’m happy to an exstent.
Sherlock: okay, okay. Can we just get this over with? It really does hurt.
Mary: well if you would let me go already the cream could be on. Though it will need more than one coat or whatever.
Sherlock: *points to the bedroom* Then go! *holds back a laugh*
Mary: *dramatic sigh* then I shall take my leave good sir. *dramatically flails to the room*
John: *sighs a light shakining head* we doing this then?
Sherlock: If you can umm just do my back? I’ll get the front.
John: Oh uh.. of course. I’ll have to apply with a cotton ball to not irritate the area. *begins to apply the cream*
Sherlock: *sits quietly, head down, letting him*
John: are you okay? How is that? Tell me if it stings anywhere or something.
Sherlock: *mumbles* fines hurt some but ‘m fine.
John: okay this should heal fine then. This really is stupid, not the most stupid thing either me or Mary have seen you do but… still pretty stupid.
Sherlock: *still looking down and mumbling* I know. Wasn’t thinking. Then panicked. Sorry.
John: it’s fine. There isn’t any permanent or sevear damage, thankfully. As long as you’re safe, just don’t do it again.
Sherlock: I won’t, don’t plan on it. Will probably go order binders when we’re done here.
Mary: *shouting through* already on it.
John: what’s a binder?
Sherlock: *shouts back* Thanks Mary! *to John* it does what the tape did but safely. It makes my chest flatter.
John: there is nothing wrong with you though. You are wonderful.
Sherlock: *smiles a little* Thank you John, but I’d feel better with this, the first step to being myself.
John: uh… Okay if you want it then I guess you should have it.
Sherlock: John, are you okay? With this?
John: it a not something that I can be okay or not Okay with its who you are and I love you I’m not just going to walk away from you. You have a great personality and you’re a fantastic person I just… well of course it will take a little getting used to.
Sherlock: Thank you John, I love you too. Do you have any questions? Anything you want to say or ask? I’ll answer the best I can. I won’t get mad or anything.
John: I don’t… I don’t know what to ask. I have never had any experience with any of this before I wouldn’t know where to start . But to be honest you are who you are and that’s good enough for me.
Sherlock: Thank you John. *leans in and kisses him* but if you do think of something you can ask, any time. I’d rather you ask then be unsure or uncomfortable or say the wrong thing and offend me or someone else.
John: oh okay. Well you know same for you if you think I should know something or if I offend you tell me please.
Sherlock: Of course. Thank you, really.
John: it’s fine I mean it’s not as if I have any right to feel any specific way about it? You know? Here is the cream *hands bottle and cotton*
Sherlock: I know that but I’d still like to know how you’re feeling and thoughts you have if you’re willing to share. Thank you, for the cream too.
John: you have my word I’ll ask if I have a question to ask *awkward laugh*
Sherlock: Okay. Go to Mary. I’ll finish up with this.
John: no it’s fine I’ve got to put another coat on to make sure you’re covered, i think she might of fell asleep by now anyway.
Mary: what wig a whole cup of tea still beside me you must be mad.
John: I can’t see through walls Mary.
Sherlock: You need to have your eyes checked then John. *laughs a little. Starts putting the cream on his chest*
John: you’re the one that has to wear glasses.
Sherlock: Maybe you need to borrow them. I’m sure they’d look great on you.
John: no my face is too… squishy? Short? I don’t known just wouldn’t suit glasses.
Mary: oh shut up you always wear sunglasses and this is London why do you even own sunglasses? You know you look good in them.
Sherlock: *smiles* you really do suit them. Looks great on you. Everything looks great on you.
John: I don’t like complements I don’t know what to say.
Sherlock: Then don’t say anything. I’m not stopping the compliments. You know I don’t know what to say either. *finishes with the cream* does that look okay?
John: yeah it looks fine. How does it feel?
Sherlock: Not great but better then it did. That’s possibly one of the stupidest things I’ve done.
Mary: remeber that time you got off of a federal charge by cooking Coq au vin for the chief of police?
Sherlock: That wasn’t stupid though, was it?
Mary: you had both our necks on the line. How did you even fathom that idea?
John: What about that time you tried to pass off compressed baby powder as ecstasy tablets to get those dealers off your back?
Mary: oh I remeber that, it reminds me of that time he nearly blew up the bathroom with his chemical experiments to write a thesis to prove the chemistry professor wrong.
Sherlock: I had to do something. I wasn’t going to willingly had over the actual ecstasy and yes, there was really ecstasy, yes I had it, yes I still have it and no I will not tell you where it is before you ask. And That chemistry professor was wrong. Didn’t I end up proving that? I believe I did.
John: as always you choose not see the point. *stretches* are you alright want some more cream on?
Sherlock: I know your point but it’s not my point. What do you think Doctor? Do I need more?
John: I think you could get say with that for now there is only so much your skin can absorb and our resources for this situation are very limited. We will have to apply more tomorrow though.
Sherlock: Okay, so bed now? Can I put on a shirt?
John: I could take a lay down sure, put a shirt on if you want to.
Sherlock: Okay, Let’s go. *walks through, changes to pyjamas and slides in bed with Mary.*
Mary: *cosy bundle of just warmth and covers* you’re freezing.
John: I would like some covers too when I come over there.
Mary: thank You for the memo. I’ll get back to you within two to four week days.
Sherlock: *laughs* At this point we may need to use our body heat to keep us warm and let Mary keep the cover.
Mary: indeed.
Sherlock: Fine then, leave us out in the cold to freeze to death. Go from having two boyfriends to none.
Mary: indeed.
John: *laugh* typical. I’ll just bring the guest covers through.
Mary: how do you know where I keep my things?
John: we basically live here Mary.
Sherlock: We’ve had a look around. You never know when you need something like that. Like right now. *leans over and kisses her forehead*
Mary: *giggles had hides under covers* keep looking through my stuff and you’ll loose your eyes a girl has to have some privacy.
John: ominous.
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A brief reminder of this
-Sherlock
I have a history class and it will be the death of me. It’s boring and half of it is based on how well the rest of the class does. I can’t help it that these people are idiots.
-Sherlock
I got this little guy on a journey today. He’s quite fun to stim with.
-Sherlock
Why did you gender it?
-John
He gendered himself John.
-Sherlock
Sherlock: Ah lunch, my favourite class, I always make top marks in it.
John: ...Sherlock you have an eating disorder.
Sherlock: ohhh yeahhh
Having to do people related social things in class today and panicking.
-Sherlock
A quite day in, catching up on some reading for class.
-Sherlock
How have a managed to get 8 hours of sleep, for the first time in like 4 years, and I’m still exhausted? How does that work? Someone explain.
-John
Not Ready.
I’ll leave one, I’m only going to be gone maybe 5 minutes. You won’t need more then two in that time. *kisses his forehead and walks out* -Sherlock
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Fine. Have it your way. *lights cigarette* what you going to make again? ~John
Tea, Prince, I’ll be back soon. *starts making tea* -Sherlock
You forgot to give me an ashtray and I couldn’t be bothered shouting through so I kinda just kept flicking it into my other hand. I think im loosing feeling in it. ~John
*brings one in* You told me I can’t put them out on my hand so you can’t hold hot ash in yours. Remind me next time. *Kisses his hair* Teas almost done. -Sherlock
*struggles to put the ash into the ashtry* the ash is cold by the time it reaches my palm anyway. You should know that. Biscuits? No matter how sick I feel I can always go for a good biccy with tea. ~John
We have hobnobs still, I’ll bring some. And I do know that, I still don’t want you holding it. -Sherlock
*speaking through a yawn* why not? I’m probably going to have to get this arm cut off or something anyway….I’m being dramatic but I may as well get it cut off If I get kicked off the team. Use of drugs, late to practice, broken arm, time off to heal… *sigh, lights another cigarette* ~John
*carries in the tea and a sleeve of biscuits* You are being dramatic John. You’re not going to get kicked off the team, it’s broke, not a life threatening wound. You’ll be fine. And the drug thing they might not have to know about. -Sherlock
I assumed they already knew…? I mean if not then none of them know me really, I would never play like that in any right frame of mind. ~John
Hopefully they’re assuming you were just sick. They know how good of a player you are. -Sherlock
Always room for improvement but… not going to lie I am good. One of the few things I am good at, up there with drinking tea and playing drums but… guess that will be more difficult now. ~John
You’re not invalid, you’ll be back to practice in no time Prince. Here tea. *holds his cup for him* -Sherlock
Are you expecting me to drink or take it from you cause my hand is currently busy *takes a long drag from cigarette* I feel sad. ~John
I’m waiting for you to be ready, if I tried to give it to you now it would just spill all over your cigarette and face. I know you feel sad prince, I’d take it all away if I could. -Sherlock
You can. But it’s just slightly immoral to ask You to kill my parents and bribe the college to give me a medical degree. ~John
I can get the college to keep you on the rugby team and I know people that could take care of your parents. Anything if it would help you. -Sherlock
Like I said not moral…. Is it worrying that it does seem slightly… you know…a good thing to happen? Not that I ever would want it to… Realistically… but still. ~John
It’s not worrying. Theory and practice are different things. You may think about it but wouldn’t do it. It would make your life easier. Nothing bad at all. -Sherlock
Okay…. sometimes my head worries me… forget it. Nevermind. It’s fine. *stubs out fag* thanks for the tea. Same brand? Sugar? ~John
Everyone has those thought John, it’s perfectly normal. Same brand, milk, no sugar. Brought hobnobs too. -Sherlock
…hobnobs are nice.. *staring a bit into space* ~John
John, what’s gone on in there? *taps the side of his head gently* -Sherlock
A lot of things that…probably shouldn’t. ~John
You know you can talk to me. I won’t force you but I’m here. -Sherlock
I don’t think I have the mental energy to begin to even comprehend my own thoughts nevermind try and explain any of it to you. I’ll take that tea off you then. ~John
Anytime you need to you know where to find me. *holds the tea up where John can drink* -Sherlock
*smile* I know thanks. Is this just a thing now even when my hand is free you’re going to be what? Feeding me? *laugh* ~John
Well if you’re complaining about it I won’t. You said you liked it before and I like doing it. -Sherlock
Well… Since you’re taking care of me anyway I may as well try and enjoy being waited on hand and foot. *takes a sip* if do the same for you.. you know that right? ~John
Of course I know. You’ve waited on me a lot more then I have you. Thank you for that. Biscuit? -Sherlock
I haven’t waited on you, not nearly to the exstent that you will have to for me… Now that I’ve gone and got myself messed up like this. I just… I appreciate… you….and…Well everything that I know you will have to put up with. I’m not the easiest person to deal with I do believe it or not aknowlege that fact. ~John
You aren’t the easiest person in the world but I love a good challenge. And I love taking care of you and letting you know how much I care. It’s not something I would do for many people but I’d do anything for you. 3. -Sherlock
Thank you…3… ~John
Did you have to think about if you love me or not? That’s very reassuring. -Sherlock
What? No. Never. I never had to think about it I love you of course I do very much. I’m just… just tired and feeling lazy and sore and pathetic. ~John
Good that you don’t have to think about it. Eat a biscuit or two and drink your tea then you can have a nap yeah? -Sherlock
I require a biscuit so I do Sherlock. *smile* don’t know if I can finish all the tea I’m knackered. Cuddles. Cuddles is what I need.~John
*Holds a biscuit out for him* You must be feeling off if you can’t even finish your tea. Eat this then I’ll cuddle you for as long as you wish my queen. -Sherlock
Why am I the queen? You cause more drama *smile* yeah… I’m not feeling the best obviously. This day just needs to end maybe tomorrow will be better, you know handling it all. ~John
Okay but if I have to be the queen at least be my king. I know you’re not, It’ll get better, if you’ll ever eat this hobnob. I can go get you some medicine too. -Sherlock
*muches* medicine is gross. I’ll always be your king, lovely shezza. ~John
*Smiles down at him* Medicine is gross but would you rather be in pain my king? -Sherlock
Depends on the time and place *laugh* ~John
*laughs* We can look into your pain kink more when you’re feeling better. -Sherlock
*laughs harder* shut up, you’re the one that willingly goes head first into your stupid ideas. Tea please. ~John
*holds the tea to his mouth* There was no complaint, I really enjoy exploring that. I like making you feel good Prince. -Sherlock
*sips tea while maintaining eye contact* I’m glad you enjoy those…things… I appreciate the….uh…participation? I like you to feel happy and good too, of course… *sip* ~John
*laughs* Do you not know how to respond or are you getting more tired? -Sherlock
A little bit of both… *looks at buiscuts* caffeine does not keep me awake these days.
~jawn
There’s different things that cause that. Do you want another biscuit? -Sherlock
Yes please. What kind of things? I feel as if I’m sleeping too much at times not enough if at all sure but… I don’t know… I feel lazy… not go- you know what forget it. I. Fine really it’s nothing. Just the bloody arm! *sigh, talking almost in a whisper* ….I’ll be fine. *sip* ~John
*Holds a biscuit up to his mouth* I know ADHD and caffeine makes you sleepy, as an example. Do you want something for the pain? -Sherlock
Thought I wasn’t allowed pain medication? What exactly did the doctor say I wasn’t really paying attention, neither were you really since I was making you laugh but still you must of heard more than me. Am I on any prescriptions? *munch* ~John
No prescriptions but you are allowed some over the counter medication if you only take the recommended amount. It won’t make you feel completely better but it should take the edge off. -Sherlock
Hm. I don’t want any. It might sound a bit messed up. But I want the pain. I need it, a wake up call. ~John
It is messed up but I understand it. -Sherlock
*leans head back staring at the ceiling* god. I really messed up this time. You could of walked out. Kicked me out. Just left me in the hospital alone. Anything could of happened but no, im lucky enough to have the most understanding attentive boyfriend and stupid enough to do this kind of shit, throwing it all away. You deserve so much better. I wish I could give you that…. But I don’t know if I can. Not right now at least. But how knows what I’ll do next, who knows how long you’ll put up with me for. ~John
John, your talking to your boyfriend who is just as messed up as you. I’ve been doing drugs for forever, smoking, hurting myself. I don’t deserve anyone better because you are perfect to me. And even if that wasn’t true I’d choose you everytime. Yeah, you’re stupid, but that’s okay, you’re my stupid. -Shelock
*a couple stray tears drip from the side of his face, before bringing his head back down* thank you. You crazy, curly haired, bastard. I love you so much. 3 3 3 3 3…. *swallows* can I have cuddles now? Please? ~John
*Moves the tea and biscuits, lays down next to John and gently pulls him close* Anytime John, my perfect man, all of that was the most true words I’ve ever said. I love you. *kisses his head* Comfortable?
As long as youre comfortable i think this js as comfortable as I’m going to get. Thank you. What’s the time again? ~John
Good. It’s around 4:30 or 5 I believe. Have a train to catch or something? -Sherlock
Sherlock: Don’t worry beautiful, we didn’t go through everything, opened some doors and looked in, wanted to map the lay out…and find the bathroom, you never told us where it was.
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Mary: it does not take much to find the toilet. Doesn’t mean go through my stuff.
John: he didn’t. I… well I just thought you deserved me going through your stuff since you raided my old bedroom when I was out.
Sherlock: As I said, I merely opened the doors to see. I didn’t go through everything. Okay I went through your bathroom stuff once but I had a reason.
Mary: *sigh*
John: I doubt you kept your curiosity away. Come on. You didn’t at least go through some stuff? Nothing? This whole time?
Sherlock: Not without good reason. Why are you sighing Mary?
Mary: why not sigh. You bit h are looking for the answers to questions you don’t know how to ask.
Sherlock: Sorry I wasn’t exactly comfortable asking you for what I needed but I still wouldn’t.
John: if we were all more open with either we would solve all out problems.
Mary: we don’t function by being functional.
Sherlock: John believe me, it’s better for me if I don’t openly ask and I’m sure, if you knew what it was, you’d appreciate it too.
John: fine whatever I’ll let it go for now.
Mary: can we all just chill out? Today needs to end.
Sherlock: I agree Mary. Lay down John, I need cover and someone to hold. *Opens arms, making grabby hands*
John: *rolls eyes before jumping on the bed*
Mary: *decides to give them some covers* you better be grateful I was super comfy.
Sherlock: Thank you Mary. *kisses her* Night. *pulls John closer and kisses him*
Mary: *already asleep*
John: *struggles to relax*
Sherlock: *quitely* What’s wrong John?
John: I don’t know. I just feel unsettled.
Sherlock: Anything you want to talk about? *reaches out and takes his hand*
John: *laces their fingers* I wouldn’t know where to start. I don’t even know how I feel just… just…. I don’t know as if I’m on the outside looking in?
Sherlock: In what way? Outside you’re body? This relationship?
John: life
Mary: *half asleep* shut up and sleep John
Sherlock: *pulls John closer and hug him gently. Whispers* Do you feel like someone else is controlling you?
John: no not at all. I just… I don’t know it’s just me, paranoia. It’s nothing a personal afternoon at the high tea restraunt won’t fix.
Sherlock: *laughs quitely* Of course. Though that might have to wait, Mary’s practically asleep and I have no plans on leaving this bed until morning.
John: not right now obviously. *small smile* now I’m here I don’t want to leave, I am tired but I don’t know. Maybe if I was on the outside or something I’d feel better. Less claustrophobic.
Sherlock: Tomorrow then. Outside like you want to be alone or you want to switch places? Either one can be arranged.
John: a bit of both
Sherlock: *rolls them around and moves back a little to give him space* Any better?
John: much. Thanks.
Sherlock: *smiles softly* Good. Night John.
John: *reaches back to get Sherlocks hand* goodnight.
Mary: *suddenly flops with all the covers over both of them* hello.
Sherlock: *squeezes John’s hand* Mary, sleep, not wake up.
Mary: you both kept talking I couldn’t. *pout*
Sherlock: Sorry Mary, John was having a little issue, it’s all settled, sleep now. *leans back and kisses her cheek*
John: *steals some of her covers* heh
Mary: this is a personal attack on my comfort and warmth.
Sherlock: *leans in closer to Mary and whispers* let him go for once and I’ll keep you warm.
Mary: *smile* I suppose you will do.
Sherlock: Gonna have to. *pulls her close and wraps his arm around her, the one that’s not still holding John’s hand*
Mary: *falls back to sleep instantly*
John: *mumbles* this is nice. Comfy. Always so crazy.
Sherlock: *whispers* It is, all of those things.
John: …yeshhh. *light snore*
Sherlock: *smiles and watches them both sleep for a while before slowly drifting off as well*
Mary: *slowly wakes to the smell of fresh coffee*
Sherlock: *slowly opens eyes and looks down at Mary*
Mary: *pulls covers over head* no I’m sleeping. Deep sleep. Long long deep sleep still.
Sherlock: So you’re not going to get up today? *starts playing with her hair*
Mary: hmm. Most likely not. I’m back to work tomorrow. Ugh.
Sherlock: There’s no real reason for you to get up today, I’m sure John can be persuaded to bring your breakfast here to you.
Mary: *flops the covers down* breakfast is ready? Fooooood. I could maybe consider sitting up for that.
Sherlock: It is ready, John cooked and everything.
Mary: ah. I should have known, such a kind heart bit of a dark mind but then again who doesn’t. What did he make?
John: see for yourself. *carrying in a tray of food* I’ve not ate yet but Sherlock keeps nibbling here and there before I get a chance to make him a full plate.
Sherlock: I apologize for nothing. It was good food and for once in my life I was hungry.
John: good. Cause there is a some more to come.
Mary: *stretches while sitting up cuddling a bit into sherlock* have you ate yet jawn?
John: not yet. But I will, promise. Just wanted to sort you both out before I relaxed.
Sherlock: *wraps his arm around Mary* And what if we wait for you? Or me at least, Mary maybe not. *smiles*
Mary: nothing better than instant food when I wake up! I could get used to this.
John: best if you don’t might not happen every day.
Mary: *settles up with tray* too late. Hurry get your own food
John: I need to sort the rest of sher-
Mary: hurry.
Sherlock: I’ll go and sort mine while you sort yours. *stands up and reaches his hand out for John* Our Queen has made her wishes known.
Mary: finally you all know your place *takes a bite*
John: *laughs shaking head* yeah I guess so *slaps tea towel into Sherlocks hand* come on then.
Sherlock: *smiles* Hard not to when you’re always reminding us Mary. *smiles at John and kisses him* Onward peasant.
John: *squint* why am I the peasant?
Sherlock: I was figuring we were both the peasants but okay. Onward King, the queen and made her wishes known.
John: either we all are peasants or none of us are.
Mary: I smell burning…
John: shit! The eggs! *rushes out*
Mary: *takes another bite* I did tell him to hurry.
Sherlock: *laughs and shakes his head* we have agreed we’d all be better if we listen to you. I’ll go make sure he makes it to the eggs this time. *walks out*
Mary: *calls after them* honestly hurry. I hate eating alone, morning’s are the best to spend together!
John: *Trying to save the eggs, unable to save the eggs, sadly trashing the eggs and making more*
Sherlock: You do try. *walks up behind him, wraps his arms around his waist and kisses His neck* I should go back to Mary before she kills us.
John: *smiling* go back if you so do wish. But your food will net be done and I doubt she will have enough energy to even think about getting up. Won’t be long.
Sherlock: Maybe I’ll just stay here then…Do you want to go with me later?
John: go with you where? Through to Mary? I mean of course mine is nearly done too.
Mary: booooys!
Sherlock: Doctors, John. Do you want to go?
John: oh. Well. Sure, of course. Yes. Is Mary coming?
Sherlock: I don’t know, I haven’t asked her yet. Are you sure you want to?
John: why wouldn’t I be?
Sherlock: No reason, you just seemed a little shocked.
John: I’m not shocked I just forgot.
Sherlock: Okay then. *kisses his cheek*
John: your food good sir.
Mary: if you don’t get your butts in here in the next few minutes things are going to get loud.
Sherlock: Thank you, King. Coming Mary! *Walks into the bedroom* I know it’s not what you meant but my mind when places when you said that.
Mary: I was just going to Blair some tylor swift to force you to come through.
Sherlock: I don’t know about John but that would force me farther away. I can think of sounds I’d rather hear. *leans down and kisses her*
Mary: hmm. I can also think of a few myself *wink* such as *purposfully talking louder* jawn taking my empty plate through cause he took too long to come and spend the morning with me!
John: I made you breakfast what more do you want?
Mary: I just said for you to take my plate through! *steals a bit of Sherlocks toast*
Sherlock: *Sighs and rolls his eyes fondly* I try to start something… Take what you want, there’s no way I’m going to eat this all anyway.
Mary: *doves the rest of the toast in her mouth, while taking the plate and sitting it on the side, mischevious smile*
John: *just finishing up in the kitchen*
Sherlock: *Watches her, smiling, already approving of whatever she is planning* What are you planning you evil woman?
Mary: *dramatically Fake gasps* me? Evil? *smile* never.
Sherlock: *Smiles* Of course you are, if you weren’t I wouldn’t be here.
Mary: *carefully twists a curl or roof sherlocks around her finger* tell me holmes why oh why did you venture through alone if I am so evil. *looks into his eyes*
Sherlock: *Wraps an arm around her* Maybe I like evil. It turns me on.
Mary: is that so? Then I suppose you better be prepared for a very hard time, evil is rough though at times easy.
Sherlock: Oh, I don’t know about you but I believe I prefer those hard times rough.
Mary: *slowly wraps her arms around his shoulders* I do believe we are on the same page.
John: *walks in eating a bacon and egg toasty* hey, you eat your food already?
Sherlock: *Smirks and looks Mary over* I was about to.
Mary: *softly chuckles* oh is that right? What a shame, it’s all the way over there *Fake pout* guess I’ll have to do.
John: *looks between them stopping mid bite* I’ve missed soemthing haven’t I?
Sherlock: Good thing you were the breakfast I meant. John, you’d also do though you missed the first part of the conversation so I’ll just have her. *Leans in and kisses Mary*
John: *smile* you two are always at it.
Mary: *ruffles his curls while kissing back*
John: oh no! Crap. *quickly leaves back to kitchen, his food forgotten for now*
Sherlock: *moans and pulls Mary closer. Says between kisses* what-is-his-problem?
Not Ready.
I’ll leave one, I’m only going to be gone maybe 5 minutes. You won’t need more then two in that time. *kisses his forehead and walks out* -Sherlock
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Fine. Have it your way. *lights cigarette* what you going to make again? ~John
Tea, Prince, I’ll be back soon. *starts making tea* -Sherlock
You forgot to give me an ashtray and I couldn’t be bothered shouting through so I kinda just kept flicking it into my other hand. I think im loosing feeling in it. ~John
*brings one in* You told me I can’t put them out on my hand so you can’t hold hot ash in yours. Remind me next time. *Kisses his hair* Teas almost done. -Sherlock
*struggles to put the ash into the ashtry* the ash is cold by the time it reaches my palm anyway. You should know that. Biscuits? No matter how sick I feel I can always go for a good biccy with tea. ~John
We have hobnobs still, I’ll bring some. And I do know that, I still don’t want you holding it. -Sherlock
*speaking through a yawn* why not? I’m probably going to have to get this arm cut off or something anyway….I’m being dramatic but I may as well get it cut off If I get kicked off the team. Use of drugs, late to practice, broken arm, time off to heal… *sigh, lights another cigarette* ~John
*carries in the tea and a sleeve of biscuits* You are being dramatic John. You’re not going to get kicked off the team, it’s broke, not a life threatening wound. You’ll be fine. And the drug thing they might not have to know about. -Sherlock
I assumed they already knew…? I mean if not then none of them know me really, I would never play like that in any right frame of mind. ~John
Hopefully they’re assuming you were just sick. They know how good of a player you are. -Sherlock
Always room for improvement but… not going to lie I am good. One of the few things I am good at, up there with drinking tea and playing drums but… guess that will be more difficult now. ~John
You’re not invalid, you’ll be back to practice in no time Prince. Here tea. *holds his cup for him* -Sherlock
Are you expecting me to drink or take it from you cause my hand is currently busy *takes a long drag from cigarette* I feel sad. ~John
I’m waiting for you to be ready, if I tried to give it to you now it would just spill all over your cigarette and face. I know you feel sad prince, I’d take it all away if I could. -Sherlock
You can. But it’s just slightly immoral to ask You to kill my parents and bribe the college to give me a medical degree. ~John
I can get the college to keep you on the rugby team and I know people that could take care of your parents. Anything if it would help you. -Sherlock
Like I said not moral…. Is it worrying that it does seem slightly… you know…a good thing to happen? Not that I ever would want it to… Realistically… but still. ~John
It’s not worrying. Theory and practice are different things. You may think about it but wouldn’t do it. It would make your life easier. Nothing bad at all. -Sherlock
Okay…. sometimes my head worries me… forget it. Nevermind. It’s fine. *stubs out fag* thanks for the tea. Same brand? Sugar? ~John
Everyone has those thought John, it’s perfectly normal. Same brand, milk, no sugar. Brought hobnobs too. -Sherlock
…hobnobs are nice.. *staring a bit into space* ~John
John, what’s gone on in there? *taps the side of his head gently* -Sherlock
A lot of things that…probably shouldn’t. ~John
You know you can talk to me. I won’t force you but I’m here. -Sherlock
I don’t think I have the mental energy to begin to even comprehend my own thoughts nevermind try and explain any of it to you. I’ll take that tea off you then. ~John
Anytime you need to you know where to find me. *holds the tea up where John can drink* -Sherlock
*smile* I know thanks. Is this just a thing now even when my hand is free you’re going to be what? Feeding me? *laugh* ~John
Well if you’re complaining about it I won’t. You said you liked it before and I like doing it. -Sherlock
Well… Since you’re taking care of me anyway I may as well try and enjoy being waited on hand and foot. *takes a sip* if do the same for you.. you know that right? ~John
Of course I know. You’ve waited on me a lot more then I have you. Thank you for that. Biscuit? -Sherlock
I haven’t waited on you, not nearly to the exstent that you will have to for me… Now that I’ve gone and got myself messed up like this. I just… I appreciate… you….and…Well everything that I know you will have to put up with. I’m not the easiest person to deal with I do believe it or not aknowlege that fact. ~John
You aren’t the easiest person in the world but I love a good challenge. And I love taking care of you and letting you know how much I care. It’s not something I would do for many people but I’d do anything for you. 3. -Sherlock
Thank you…3… ~John
Did you have to think about if you love me or not? That’s very reassuring. -Sherlock
What? No. Never. I never had to think about it I love you of course I do very much. I’m just… just tired and feeling lazy and sore and pathetic. ~John
Good that you don’t have to think about it. Eat a biscuit or two and drink your tea then you can have a nap yeah? -Sherlock
I require a biscuit so I do Sherlock. *smile* don’t know if I can finish all the tea I’m knackered. Cuddles. Cuddles is what I need.~John
*Holds a biscuit out for him* You must be feeling off if you can’t even finish your tea. Eat this then I’ll cuddle you for as long as you wish my queen. -Sherlock
Why am I the queen? You cause more drama *smile* yeah… I’m not feeling the best obviously. This day just needs to end maybe tomorrow will be better, you know handling it all. ~John
Okay but if I have to be the queen at least be my king. I know you’re not, It’ll get better, if you’ll ever eat this hobnob. I can go get you some medicine too. -Sherlock
*muches* medicine is gross. I’ll always be your king, lovely shezza. ~John
*Smiles down at him* Medicine is gross but would you rather be in pain my king? -Sherlock
Depends on the time and place *laugh* ~John
*laughs* We can look into your pain kink more when you’re feeling better. -Sherlock
*laughs harder* shut up, you’re the one that willingly goes head first into your stupid ideas. Tea please. ~John
*holds the tea to his mouth* There was no complaint, I really enjoy exploring that. I like making you feel good Prince. -Sherlock
*sips tea while maintaining eye contact* I’m glad you enjoy those…things… I appreciate the….uh…participation? I like you to feel happy and good too, of course… *sip* ~John
*laughs* Do you not know how to respond or are you getting more tired? -Sherlock
A little bit of both… *looks at buiscuts* caffeine does not keep me awake these days.
~jawn
There’s different things that cause that. Do you want another biscuit? -Sherlock
Yes please. What kind of things? I feel as if I’m sleeping too much at times not enough if at all sure but… I don’t know… I feel lazy… not go- you know what forget it. I. Fine really it’s nothing. Just the bloody arm! *sigh, talking almost in a whisper* ….I’ll be fine. *sip* ~John
*Holds a biscuit up to his mouth* I know ADHD and caffeine makes you sleepy, as an example. Do you want something for the pain? -Sherlock
Thought I wasn’t allowed pain medication? What exactly did the doctor say I wasn’t really paying attention, neither were you really since I was making you laugh but still you must of heard more than me. Am I on any prescriptions? *munch* ~John
No prescriptions but you are allowed some over the counter medication if you only take the recommended amount. It won’t make you feel completely better but it should take the edge off. -Sherlock
Hm. I don’t want any. It might sound a bit messed up. But I want the pain. I need it, a wake up call. ~John
It is messed up but I understand it. -Sherlock
*leans head back staring at the ceiling* god. I really messed up this time. You could of walked out. Kicked me out. Just left me in the hospital alone. Anything could of happened but no, im lucky enough to have the most understanding attentive boyfriend and stupid enough to do this kind of shit, throwing it all away. You deserve so much better. I wish I could give you that…. But I don’t know if I can. Not right now at least. But how knows what I’ll do next, who knows how long you’ll put up with me for. ~John
John, your talking to your boyfriend who is just as messed up as you. I’ve been doing drugs for forever, smoking, hurting myself. I don’t deserve anyone better because you are perfect to me. And even if that wasn’t true I’d choose you everytime. Yeah, you’re stupid, but that’s okay, you’re my stupid. -Shelock
*a couple stray tears drip from the side of his face, before bringing his head back down* thank you. You crazy, curly haired, bastard. I love you so much. 3 3 3 3 3…. *swallows* can I have cuddles now? Please? ~John
*Moves the tea and biscuits, lays down next to John and gently pulls him close* Anytime John, my perfect man, all of that was the most true words I’ve ever said. I love you. *kisses his head* Comfortable?
Sherlock: Don’t worry beautiful, we didn’t go through everything, opened some doors and looked in, wanted to map the lay out…and find the bathroom, you never told us where it was.
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Mary: it does not take much to find the toilet. Doesn’t mean go through my stuff.
John: he didn’t. I… well I just thought you deserved me going through your stuff since you raided my old bedroom when I was out.
Sherlock: As I said, I merely opened the doors to see. I didn’t go through everything. Okay I went through your bathroom stuff once but I had a reason.
Mary: *sigh*
John: I doubt you kept your curiosity away. Come on. You didn’t at least go through some stuff? Nothing? This whole time?
Sherlock: Not without good reason. Why are you sighing Mary?
Mary: why not sigh. You bit h are looking for the answers to questions you don’t know how to ask.
Sherlock: Sorry I wasn’t exactly comfortable asking you for what I needed but I still wouldn’t.
John: if we were all more open with either we would solve all out problems.
Mary: we don’t function by being functional.
Sherlock: John believe me, it’s better for me if I don’t openly ask and I’m sure, if you knew what it was, you’d appreciate it too.
John: fine whatever I’ll let it go for now.
Mary: can we all just chill out? Today needs to end.
Sherlock: I agree Mary. Lay down John, I need cover and someone to hold. *Opens arms, making grabby hands*
John: *rolls eyes before jumping on the bed*
Mary: *decides to give them some covers* you better be grateful I was super comfy.
Sherlock: Thank you Mary. *kisses her* Night. *pulls John closer and kisses him*
Mary: *already asleep*
John: *struggles to relax*
Sherlock: *quitely* What’s wrong John?
John: I don’t know. I just feel unsettled.
Sherlock: Anything you want to talk about? *reaches out and takes his hand*
John: *laces their fingers* I wouldn’t know where to start. I don’t even know how I feel just… just…. I don’t know as if I’m on the outside looking in?
Sherlock: In what way? Outside you’re body? This relationship?
John: life
Mary: *half asleep* shut up and sleep John
Sherlock: *pulls John closer and hug him gently. Whispers* Do you feel like someone else is controlling you?
John: no not at all. I just… I don’t know it’s just me, paranoia. It’s nothing a personal afternoon at the high tea restraunt won’t fix.
Sherlock: *laughs quitely* Of course. Though that might have to wait, Mary’s practically asleep and I have no plans on leaving this bed until morning.
John: not right now obviously. *small smile* now I’m here I don’t want to leave, I am tired but I don’t know. Maybe if I was on the outside or something I’d feel better. Less claustrophobic.
Sherlock: Tomorrow then. Outside like you want to be alone or you want to switch places? Either one can be arranged.
John: a bit of both
Sherlock: *rolls them around and moves back a little to give him space* Any better?
John: much. Thanks.
Sherlock: *smiles softly* Good. Night John.
John: *reaches back to get Sherlocks hand* goodnight.
Mary: *suddenly flops with all the covers over both of them* hello.
Sherlock: *squeezes John’s hand* Mary, sleep, not wake up.
Mary: you both kept talking I couldn’t. *pout*
Sherlock: Sorry Mary, John was having a little issue, it’s all settled, sleep now. *leans back and kisses her cheek*
John: *steals some of her covers* heh
Mary: this is a personal attack on my comfort and warmth.
Sherlock: *leans in closer to Mary and whispers* let him go for once and I’ll keep you warm.
Mary: *smile* I suppose you will do.
Sherlock: Gonna have to. *pulls her close and wraps his arm around her, the one that’s not still holding John’s hand*
Mary: *falls back to sleep instantly*
John: *mumbles* this is nice. Comfy. Always so crazy.
Sherlock: *whispers* It is, all of those things.
John: …yeshhh. *light snore*
Sherlock: *smiles and watches them both sleep for a while before slowly drifting off as well*
Mary: *slowly wakes to the smell of fresh coffee*
Sherlock: *slowly opens eyes and looks down at Mary*
Mary: *pulls covers over head* no I’m sleeping. Deep sleep. Long long deep sleep still.
Sherlock: So you’re not going to get up today? *starts playing with her hair*
Mary: hmm. Most likely not. I’m back to work tomorrow. Ugh.
Sherlock: There’s no real reason for you to get up today, I’m sure John can be persuaded to bring your breakfast here to you.
Mary: *flops the covers down* breakfast is ready? Fooooood. I could maybe consider sitting up for that.
Sherlock: It is ready, John cooked and everything.
Mary: ah. I should have known, such a kind heart bit of a dark mind but then again who doesn’t. What did he make?
John: see for yourself. *carrying in a tray of food* I’ve not ate yet but Sherlock keeps nibbling here and there before I get a chance to make him a full plate.
Sherlock: I apologize for nothing. It was good food and for once in my life I was hungry.
John: good. Cause there is a some more to come.
Mary: *stretches while sitting up cuddling a bit into sherlock* have you ate yet jawn?
John: not yet. But I will, promise. Just wanted to sort you both out before I relaxed.
Sherlock: *wraps his arm around Mary* And what if we wait for you? Or me at least, Mary maybe not. *smiles*
Mary: nothing better than instant food when I wake up! I could get used to this.
John: best if you don’t might not happen every day.
Mary: *settles up with tray* too late. Hurry get your own food
John: I need to sort the rest of sher-
Mary: hurry.
Sherlock: I’ll go and sort mine while you sort yours. *stands up and reaches his hand out for John* Our Queen has made her wishes known.
Mary: finally you all know your place *takes a bite*
John: *laughs shaking head* yeah I guess so *slaps tea towel into Sherlocks hand* come on then.
Sherlock: *smiles* Hard not to when you’re always reminding us Mary. *smiles at John and kisses him* Onward peasant.
John: *squint* why am I the peasant?
Sherlock: I was figuring we were both the peasants but okay. Onward King, the queen and made her wishes known.
John: either we all are peasants or none of us are.
Mary: I smell burning…
John: shit! The eggs! *rushes out*
Mary: *takes another bite* I did tell him to hurry.
Sherlock: *laughs and shakes his head* we have agreed we’d all be better if we listen to you. I’ll go make sure he makes it to the eggs this time. *walks out*
Mary: *calls after them* honestly hurry. I hate eating alone, morning’s are the best to spend together!
John: *Trying to save the eggs, unable to save the eggs, sadly trashing the eggs and making more*
Sherlock: You do try. *walks up behind him, wraps his arms around his waist and kisses His neck* I should go back to Mary before she kills us.
John: *smiling* go back if you so do wish. But your food will net be done and I doubt she will have enough energy to even think about getting up. Won’t be long.
Sherlock: Maybe I’ll just stay here then…Do you want to go with me later?
John: go with you where? Through to Mary? I mean of course mine is nearly done too.
Mary: booooys!
Sherlock: Doctors, John. Do you want to go?
John: oh. Well. Sure, of course. Yes. Is Mary coming?
Sherlock: I don’t know, I haven’t asked her yet. Are you sure you want to?
John: why wouldn’t I be?
Sherlock: No reason, you just seemed a little shocked.
John: I’m not shocked I just forgot.
Sherlock: Okay then. *kisses his cheek*
John: your food good sir.
Mary: if you don’t get your butts in here in the next few minutes things are going to get loud.
Sherlock: Thank you, King. Coming Mary! *Walks into the bedroom* I know it’s not what you meant but my mind when places when you said that.
Mary: I was just going to Blair some tylor swift to force you to come through.
Sherlock: I don’t know about John but that would force me farther away. I can think of sounds I’d rather hear. *leans down and kisses her*
Mary: hmm. I can also think of a few myself *wink* such as *purposfully talking louder* jawn taking my empty plate through cause he took too long to come and spend the morning with me!
John: I made you breakfast what more do you want?
Mary: I just said for you to take my plate through! *steals a bit of Sherlocks toast*
Sherlock: *Sighs and rolls his eyes fondly* I try to start something… Take what you want, there’s no way I’m going to eat this all anyway.
Mary: *doves the rest of the toast in her mouth, while taking the plate and sitting it on the side, mischevious smile*
John: *just finishing up in the kitchen*
Sherlock: *Watches her, smiling, already approving of whatever she is planning* What are you planning you evil woman?
Mary: *dramatically Fake gasps* me? Evil? *smile* never.
Sherlock: *Smiles* Of course you are, if you weren’t I wouldn’t be here.
Mary: *carefully twists a curl or roof sherlocks around her finger* tell me holmes why oh why did you venture through alone if I am so evil. *looks into his eyes*
Sherlock: *Wraps an arm around her* Maybe I like evil. It turns me on.
Mary: is that so? Then I suppose you better be prepared for a very hard time, evil is rough though at times easy.
Sherlock: Oh, I don’t know about you but I believe I prefer those hard times rough.
Mary: *slowly wraps her arms around his shoulders* I do believe we are on the same page.
John: *walks in eating a bacon and egg toasty* hey, you eat your food already?
Sherlock: *Smirks and looks Mary over* I was about to.
Mary: *softly chuckles* oh is that right? What a shame, it’s all the way over there *Fake pout* guess I’ll have to do.
John: *looks between them stopping mid bite* I’ve missed soemthing haven’t I?
Sherlock: Good thing you were the breakfast I meant. John, you’d also do though you missed the first part of the conversation so I’ll just have her. *Leans in and kisses Mary*
Not Ready.
I’ll leave one, I’m only going to be gone maybe 5 minutes. You won’t need more then two in that time. *kisses his forehead and walks out* -Sherlock
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Fine. Have it your way. *lights cigarette* what you going to make again? ~John
Tea, Prince, I’ll be back soon. *starts making tea* -Sherlock
You forgot to give me an ashtray and I couldn’t be bothered shouting through so I kinda just kept flicking it into my other hand. I think im loosing feeling in it. ~John
*brings one in* You told me I can’t put them out on my hand so you can’t hold hot ash in yours. Remind me next time. *Kisses his hair* Teas almost done. -Sherlock
*struggles to put the ash into the ashtry* the ash is cold by the time it reaches my palm anyway. You should know that. Biscuits? No matter how sick I feel I can always go for a good biccy with tea. ~John
We have hobnobs still, I’ll bring some. And I do know that, I still don’t want you holding it. -Sherlock
*speaking through a yawn* why not? I’m probably going to have to get this arm cut off or something anyway….I’m being dramatic but I may as well get it cut off If I get kicked off the team. Use of drugs, late to practice, broken arm, time off to heal… *sigh, lights another cigarette* ~John
*carries in the tea and a sleeve of biscuits* You are being dramatic John. You’re not going to get kicked off the team, it’s broke, not a life threatening wound. You’ll be fine. And the drug thing they might not have to know about. -Sherlock
I assumed they already knew…? I mean if not then none of them know me really, I would never play like that in any right frame of mind. ~John
Hopefully they’re assuming you were just sick. They know how good of a player you are. -Sherlock
Always room for improvement but… not going to lie I am good. One of the few things I am good at, up there with drinking tea and playing drums but… guess that will be more difficult now. ~John
You’re not invalid, you’ll be back to practice in no time Prince. Here tea. *holds his cup for him* -Sherlock
Are you expecting me to drink or take it from you cause my hand is currently busy *takes a long drag from cigarette* I feel sad. ~John
I’m waiting for you to be ready, if I tried to give it to you now it would just spill all over your cigarette and face. I know you feel sad prince, I’d take it all away if I could. -Sherlock
You can. But it’s just slightly immoral to ask You to kill my parents and bribe the college to give me a medical degree. ~John
I can get the college to keep you on the rugby team and I know people that could take care of your parents. Anything if it would help you. -Sherlock
Like I said not moral…. Is it worrying that it does seem slightly… you know…a good thing to happen? Not that I ever would want it to… Realistically… but still. ~John
It’s not worrying. Theory and practice are different things. You may think about it but wouldn’t do it. It would make your life easier. Nothing bad at all. -Sherlock
Okay…. sometimes my head worries me… forget it. Nevermind. It’s fine. *stubs out fag* thanks for the tea. Same brand? Sugar? ~John
Everyone has those thought John, it’s perfectly normal. Same brand, milk, no sugar. Brought hobnobs too. -Sherlock
…hobnobs are nice.. *staring a bit into space* ~John
John, what’s gone on in there? *taps the side of his head gently* -Sherlock
A lot of things that…probably shouldn’t. ~John
You know you can talk to me. I won’t force you but I’m here. -Sherlock
I don’t think I have the mental energy to begin to even comprehend my own thoughts nevermind try and explain any of it to you. I’ll take that tea off you then. ~John
Anytime you need to you know where to find me. *holds the tea up where John can drink* -Sherlock
*smile* I know thanks. Is this just a thing now even when my hand is free you’re going to be what? Feeding me? *laugh* ~John
Well if you’re complaining about it I won’t. You said you liked it before and I like doing it. -Sherlock
Well… Since you’re taking care of me anyway I may as well try and enjoy being waited on hand and foot. *takes a sip* if do the same for you.. you know that right? ~John
Of course I know. You’ve waited on me a lot more then I have you. Thank you for that. Biscuit? -Sherlock
I haven’t waited on you, not nearly to the exstent that you will have to for me… Now that I’ve gone and got myself messed up like this. I just… I appreciate… you….and…Well everything that I know you will have to put up with. I’m not the easiest person to deal with I do believe it or not aknowlege that fact. ~John
You aren’t the easiest person in the world but I love a good challenge. And I love taking care of you and letting you know how much I care. It’s not something I would do for many people but I’d do anything for you. 3. -Sherlock
Thank you…3… ~John
Did you have to think about if you love me or not? That’s very reassuring. -Sherlock
What? No. Never. I never had to think about it I love you of course I do very much. I’m just… just tired and feeling lazy and sore and pathetic. ~John
Good that you don’t have to think about it. Eat a biscuit or two and drink your tea then you can have a nap yeah? -Sherlock
I require a biscuit so I do Sherlock. *smile* don’t know if I can finish all the tea I’m knackered. Cuddles. Cuddles is what I need.~John
*Holds a biscuit out for him* You must be feeling off if you can’t even finish your tea. Eat this then I’ll cuddle you for as long as you wish my queen. -Sherlock
Why am I the queen? You cause more drama *smile* yeah… I’m not feeling the best obviously. This day just needs to end maybe tomorrow will be better, you know handling it all. ~John
Okay but if I have to be the queen at least be my king. I know you’re not, It’ll get better, if you’ll ever eat this hobnob. I can go get you some medicine too. -Sherlock
*muches* medicine is gross. I’ll always be your king, lovely shezza. ~John
*Smiles down at him* Medicine is gross but would you rather be in pain my king? -Sherlock
Depends on the time and place *laugh* ~John
*laughs* We can look into your pain kink more when you’re feeling better. -Sherlock
*laughs harder* shut up, you’re the one that willingly goes head first into your stupid ideas. Tea please. ~John
*holds the tea to his mouth* There was no complaint, I really enjoy exploring that. I like making you feel good Prince. -Sherlock
*sips tea while maintaining eye contact* I’m glad you enjoy those…things… I appreciate the….uh…participation? I like you to feel happy and good too, of course… *sip* ~John
*laughs* Do you not know how to respond or are you getting more tired? -Sherlock
A little bit of both… *looks at buiscuts* caffeine does not keep me awake these days.
~jawn
There’s different things that cause that. Do you want another biscuit? -Sherlock
Yes please. What kind of things? I feel as if I’m sleeping too much at times not enough if at all sure but… I don’t know… I feel lazy… not go- you know what forget it. I. Fine really it’s nothing. Just the bloody arm! *sigh, talking almost in a whisper* ….I’ll be fine. *sip* ~John
*Holds a biscuit up to his mouth* I know ADHD and caffeine makes you sleepy, as an example. Do you want something for the pain? -Sherlock
Thought I wasn’t allowed pain medication? What exactly did the doctor say I wasn’t really paying attention, neither were you really since I was making you laugh but still you must of heard more than me. Am I on any prescriptions? *munch* ~John
No prescriptions but you are allowed some over the counter medication if you only take the recommended amount. It won’t make you feel completely better but it should take the edge off. -Sherlock
Hm. I don’t want any. It might sound a bit messed up. But I want the pain. I need it, a wake up call. ~John
It is messed up but I understand it. -Sherlock
*leans head back staring at the ceiling* god. I really messed up this time. You could of walked out. Kicked me out. Just left me in the hospital alone. Anything could of happened but no, im lucky enough to have the most understanding attentive boyfriend and stupid enough to do this kind of shit, throwing it all away. You deserve so much better. I wish I could give you that…. But I don’t know if I can. Not right now at least. But how knows what I’ll do next, who knows how long you’ll put up with me for. ~John
John, you’re talking to your boyfriend who is just as messed up as you. I’ve been doing drugs for forever, smoking, hurting myself. I don’t deserve anyone better because you are perfect to me. And even if that wasn’t true I’d choose you everytime. Yeah, you’re stupid, but that’s okay, you’re my stupid. -Shelock